User blog comment:Biggren/The Mice of Wintor/@comment-3135907-20160425060246/@comment-1298206-20160707184543

''The stoat captain's thick, long cloak fluttered about him in the cold wind. He muttered lowly as he pulled it over the lower part of his face so as to avoid the biting chill of the wind against his face.'' "Ye don't 'ave t'worry about that."